born

Cursed morning rise again
Early betrayer of night’s quiet charm
A new day forming from scraps of the sedated past
The sun brighter, charged with sparkling eyes
The trees taller
Reaching the gaze of longing eyes and rambunctious thoughts
The need was not present for this exquisite revelation
The cloth crumples on the red carpet
Flashing the real
Envy need not approach the redness of tainted dreams
Sleepless in awe we engage the true
Requesting reminders
A signature to close the contract
Or initiate the shifting flow
A new day has bloomed
To be released yet again
The grasp on its neck
Held by the clutches of human